My Home
Persuasions/Rockapella Lyrics
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The way the wind's pushing the clouds
Or is it the late day sun
Pushing the shadows over the ground
That brings on these memories
Of people and places that I've never seen
And voices so strange and so sweet
Asking me softly
What makes this person me?
Is it the little town where I was born?
Or maybe it's history
The faces of family I've never known
Somewhere across the sea
Where my great-grandmother left long ago
Under a cold crying moon
Looking for something
Where is my home?
Where is my home
The walls of a city
Painted with promises and words so unkind?
Where is my home
The trees of a country
Where autumn came suddenly
That I'll never find
But then there's your face, dear
And I know I'll never be walking alone
The love in your eyes makes it clear
Telling me softly
This is my home
The lyrics to Persuasions/Rockapella's song "My Home" are rife with questions about identity, place, and belonging. The singer of the song is grappling with the notion of "home" and where they belong in the world. They are struck by memories that are both familiar and foreign, with "voices so strange and so sweet" that ask the singer where their home is. The song suggests that the question of home is a complex and multi-faceted one, as the singer considers whether it is based on geography, family history, or personal relationships.
The lyrics also suggest a certain amount of disillusionment with the world, as the singer asks whether their "home" can be found in a city with "promises and words so unkind," or in a country where "autumn came suddenly that I'll never find." These images conjure up feelings of displacement and detachment, as the singer searches for meaning and connection. However, the song ultimately ends on a positive note, as the singer turns to the love of another person as the anchor for their identity and sense of belonging. This suggests that while the question of "home" may be complex, love and connection with others can provide a sense of meaning and purpose.
Line by Line Meaning
Is it the sky today
Could the beauty of the sky today remind me of something?
The way the wind's pushing the clouds
Is it the wind's force that triggers a memory?
Or is it the late day sun
Maybe it is the warm late-day sunlight that is evocative?
Pushing the shadows over the ground
Perhaps the way light and shadow intersect is significant?
That brings on these memories
There is something unmistakably evocative about these fleeting sensations.
Of people and places that I've never seen
I'm not sure why these memories resonate with me since I can't place them.
And voices so strange and so sweet
The remembrance is accompanied by otherworldly yet comforting sounds.
Asking me softly Where is my home?
These familiar yet unknown voices echo with a haunting question.
What makes this person me?
What defines my identity?
Is it the little town where I was born?
Could my birthplace be the root of who I am?
Or maybe it's history
Perhaps it's the stories of my ancestors that define me?
The faces of family I've never known
My family lineage is vast and complex, and I don't know everyone in it.
Somewhere across the sea
My ancestors come from so many different parts of the world.
Where my great-grandmother left long ago
Even the stories of my more recent ancestors are shrouded in mystery.
Under a cold crying moon
The emotional depth of my ancestors' journeys to new lands is poignant.
Looking for something
The quest for something better is universal, but it has affected me deeply.
Where is my home?
These uncertain and poignant questions remain with me always.
Where is my home
The question continues to echo in my mind.
The walls of a city
Perhaps I don't belong here, in this busy and crowded place.
Painted with promises and words so unkind?
The city's allure is tinged with ugliness and falsehoods.
The trees of a country
Maybe I'm searching for something more rural, more peaceful.
Where autumn came suddenly
Where the changing seasons can remind me of life's cycles and beauty.
That I'll never find
Maybe my true home is not a physical place at all.
But then there's your face, dear
But then I know that love can make anywhere feel like home.
And I know I'll never be walking alone
I may not have all the answers, but with you, I know I'm never alone.
The love in your eyes makes it clear
Your love is a beacon that guides me.
Telling me softly This is my home
With you, I remember that home is a feeling, not a place.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Written by: DAVID N YAZBEK, SEAN ALTMAN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@lauriep2018
Wow, wwaayyy back in the 90's, when I was in high school, Rockapella came to our school for a concert. Our chorus director created an arrangement of this for us...this SO brings me back!! This was back in the My Home, Indiana, Capitol, Zombie Jamboree days. We sang it for them and they were truly appreciative and surprised bc our teacher didn't tell them we were singing for them.
I am a huge Pentatonix fan(Pentaholics unite!) but my initial love of a capella started with Rockapella!
@theplayhousekitten
That is so cool!
@theplayhousekitten
They all have such amazing voices, but Sean Altman has the best voice out of all of them. (and he's very gorgeous too IMO)
@agtac76
I love the version of this song from the t.v. show 'Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego' . Just found this version. This is just a beautiful song.
@PaulCHa
This song is so beautiful.
@kelzuya
Magic
@Garrettk41
Lovely song, but in all honesty, I prefer the original version Rockapella did with the Persuasions.